Live Immortal Cultivation: Ask Daoists to Believe in Science

Chapter 372
The famous Wudang faction, his former head, also fell into the pit of Wen Wan ruining his life, is this unbearable?

Fishing has been poor for three years, and Wen Wan has ruined his life. Motorcycles are a trap, and photography cannot be touched. Once you learn how to chase rabbits, you will never return.

"Why can't touch Wenwan, who can explain to me?"

"My colleague suddenly likes to play with antiques. He said it was an investment. He spent less than 200 million in two years. Most of the things he bought were imitations. Now he is back to work honestly [cover face]"

"I didn't touch anything, I just liked to drink and smoke and burn my head. This is also a road of no return."

"It's not good to learn from anyone. You learn from Uncle Qian. Is Uncle Qian an ordinary person?"

"I like to go fishing on a motorcycle with a string and a camera. Can I still stand up in this life?"

"My husband takes two. People say that fishing on a motorcycle is better than going out and messing around [Tears Running]"

Jiang Yun looked at the purple sand pot in front of him, nodded, and sighed very much: "Senior Brother Chen, I know what you said."

"My master likes to play with bracelets. Tianyuan Taoist temple is not small, and he almost lost it. King Kong, Xingyue, red sandalwood, sea yellow, beeswax, etc. are really big pits and small pits. Dang, Dangdang is different."

"He finally realized a truth, from the great to the simple, I think it makes sense."

Taoist Mo Yuan sipped the tea, with tears in his heart, filled with emotion.

Chisong, that dog thief, liked playing bracelets back then, and then kept showing off his new bracelets in the Taoist circle, leading many people to the point of no return.

He didn't grasp it at the time, so he started playing with the purple clay pot, and he couldn't stop playing. That guy would talk about the simplicity of the road.

The Patriarch of Sanqing is here, next time we meet, the old Taoist must call a few fellow Taoists who have entered the pit, and discuss the Taoism with that dog thief.

"Senior Brother Chen, you went to Tianjin Wei last time, what happened next, did you have any accidents?" Jiang Yun thought of it, and asked suddenly.

Daoist Chen Yunlong smiled, and he talked about how he took his disciples and went out to Tianjinwei to find Hu Hansan, a rebel from Wudang.

That Hu Hansan is also promising, relying on his alchemy and talisman skills, he formed a security club company and recruited many thugs.

After Daoist Chen Yunlong went down the mountain, he found the security club company very easily, and then, there was nothing else.

Practitioners rely on their strong verbal and hands-on abilities when they go out. That afternoon, the security club company declared bankruptcy.

Hu Hansan found a lot of Taoist celebrities and wanted to intercede, but a group of people were beaten up, after all, they were brothers.

Daoist Chen Yunlong was still merciful, let Hu Hansan go, and told him to go abroad and never come back. I heard that he went to Southeast Asia, but I don't know how he is doing now.

Daoist Chen Shilei said very excitedly: "Little uncle, don't listen to my master saying that the wind is light and the clouds are calm, he was very ruthless at that time."

"I told my master's fellow disciple that there was a master of the Shenxiao sect who made it clear at that time, but the old man got angry and knocked him down with a single slap."

"As for the members of the security club company, they were slapped one by one and sent flying. My juniors blocked the back door and let him slap him at the gate."

"Traitor, what nonsense are you talking about? It's just a discussion between monks, why beat someone?"

"Practitioners advocate prosperity, freedom, patriotism, democracy, civilization, equality, justice, harmony, integrity and friendliness. Listen to what you just said, what does it look like?" Daoist Chen Yunlong touched Beard, reprimanded.

After Jiang Yun finished listening, he couldn't help giving a thumbs up to express his agreement.

Daoist Chen Yunlong is worthy of being the head of Wudang, his speaking level is high, he had a lot of competitions with the kickers, and he didn't pay a penny, Chen Shilei couldn't do it, he was sued for the first time.

The water friends in the live broadcast room were stunned and called out awesome.

"Is Taoist Master Chen Yunlong so awesome?"

"The Wudang version of the real person who descended from the heavenly master descended from the mountain. This one is really under the Wudang sect."

"What's the trouble? On the pillar at the gate of Tianyuan Taoist Temple, there was a hole poked out by Taoist Master Chen Yunlong with sword energy, so it was filled with 502 glue."

"You don't believe me, I'm in Tianjin Wei, and I live across from that company. Daochang Chen was blocking the door of the company, and the applause was especially crisp [cover face]"

"This old man is quite murderous."

[Sixteen Characters of Yin Yang]: "Dear friends, Daoist Chen is really good at fighting. He can be ranked in the top twenty in our circle, but Daoist Jiang is even more terrifying."

When Jiang Yun heard that the man had gone to Southeast Asia, he frowned again.

A person who is proficient in alchemy and talisman techniques, no matter where he goes, he should soon become a man of the hour, but, master, an old man, isn't he also...

Forget it, Southeast Asia is not small, and it should not be encountered. If it does, it can only be said to be really unlucky.

"Senior Mo Yuan, what do you think of my tea?" Jiang Yun asked.

Daoist Mo Yuan sipped the tea, shook his head and said, "The tea is not bad. Your master gave me it twice, but it's worse than my Wuyishan Dahongpao."

"Senior Brother Chen, what do you think of my tea?"

Daoist Chen Yunlong shook his head, and said: "The tea has a strong fragrance, and it lingers for a long time in the mouth. It is not bad tea, but compared with my pot of Eighteen West Lake Longjing, it is still a little less interesting."

The corner of Jiang Yun's mouth twitched slightly, he turned his head to look at Chen Shilei, and asked, "Nephew Chen, what kind of tea do you drink?"

"Little uncle, have you heard of Fuyuan Changyuan tea?" Chen Shilei gestured.

Jiang Yun nodded thoughtfully, the water friend who knows tea, was almost shocked to the jaw.

"The three priests are not ordinary people!"

"Wuyishan Dahongpao, with an annual output of several hundred grams, is Taoist Mo Yuan willing to drink it?"

"Let me briefly explain that among the three types of tea, Fuyuan Changyuan tea is the king of Pu'er tea."

"Is there any fellow Taoist who likes to drink iced black tea like me?"

"Me too, especially the free iced tea under the tower crane."

"Then I'll have a showdown. Actually, I like to drink Pu'er Golden Melon Tribute Tea, and I have a big box of it at home."

Jiang Yun sighed, he went back to the study, and took out the porcelain altar containing the high-grade spiritual tea.

There is only one-fifth of the tea in it now, and it is all broken.

Priest Mo Yuan asked curiously: "Boy, your tea is pretty good, why are you asking us these things?"

"Senior Mo Yuan, I have some high fragments left. I originally wanted to share them with you, but now it seems that I don't need them."

"It's just right, I have a lot of water friends in the live broadcast room, so I just randomly pick some people and give them as benefits." Jiang Yun said.

He was in Tianyuan Taoist Temple since he was a child, and he drank a lot of top-quality tea brought back by his master, and this Gao Sui was really not used to it.

I originally wanted to give it to someone, but now it seems that I should give it to a water friend.

Before Jiang Yun finished speaking, the three members of the Wudang faction stood up abruptly.

The water friends in the live broadcast room became inexplicably excited, can this also be smoked?

"Master, are you serious?"

"The monks don't tell lies, I think that tea is destined for me."

"Don't think I didn't see it. Your kid just said that he likes to drink iced tea under the tower crane. Don't grab it from me."

"Hurry up and draw, I will lower your chances of winning."

"I've already let good luck come, my ancestors bless you, let's smoke once from our ancestral grave."

(End of this chapter)